Mount Olympus [2]

Jackie

Rayah comes back with the scotch and hands it to me. She pours some of the whiskey into a solo cup and I smile, "Jug that whole thing of whiskey," I smile, "No breaths."

Rayah looks at me, "B-But this is mine."

I take it from her and hand it to Jace, "There's more in the fridge outside."

Nic

Jace looks at the whiskey, "The cup or the bottle?"

Jackie

"Bottle," I smile, taking a swig of scotch from the bottle.

Nic

Jace takes a deep breath before taking the bottle in his hands and chugs the whole thing.

Jackie

Rayah stands and goes outside to the fridge. When he finishes I swallow, "How the hell do guys do that?"

Nic

When he finishes, Jace starts coughing like crazy until bolting up and into the bathroom.

"That's how he does it," I look at Jackie, "He doesn't."

Jackie

Rayah comes back from getting another whiskey, "I wanna see you jug it."

She shrugs, popping the cap thingy, and downs it in less then thirty seconds,capping it when finished. She leans back, burping, and I just stare at her, "Wow."

She shrugs, flashing a smile, "I'm used to it."

Nic

Jace comes back out and sits beside Rayah, arms crossed over his stomach.

"Truth or dare?" he asks her, looking up at the ceiling as if something fascinating is happening above us.

Rayah

I smile, feeling bubbly, "Ooh! Oh! Um...Dare!" I laugh.

Nic

Jace almost looks like he's fallen asleep before he looks at her, "Swing around on the ceiling fan."

Oh god...

I take the bottle of scotch from Jackie and down half of it.

Spoiler

Lol. We should do a fade out before anything back happens.

Rayah

I sniffle a little before sighing, "But I don't wanna."

Spoiler

Lol. Agreed

Nic

I shake my head at them, fuzzy in the head.

Spoiler

Lol. Okay then.

Rayah

Chuckling, I stumble outside to get another whiskey.

***FADE OUT***
Time Lapse: Next morning

Nic

I wake up, my head pounding, and bury my face in something soft, the light bothering me. Whoa... so much for work.

Rayah

I wake...in a bathtub...and the first thing I see...is a tattoo on my ankle. What the f*ck...?

Sighing, I close my eyes again and feel like I'm about to double over, wrapping my arms around my stomach.

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Jackie

I open my eyes, finding myself atop a table, and sigh, a bruise on my arm. Moaning, my head pounds and I flip so I'm on my stomach, wrapping both hands around my head like I would do in a tornado.